What was denied from poor
I thought to be riches
I run for them there and then

It made me take my due
To death I'd plunge with joy
My happiness to claim

I am prepared to face the war
Under the black soil


I'm righteous if I so desire
Until I reveal my worth
And take to myself

What was denied from me
I stalked them in their celebrations
I delved into their words

I aimed at the highest of the high
And decided it's mine to take


[Chorus:]
Wont to crawl I was
To cringe and fawn

A servant on hours of day
But a holder of nocturnal sway


What was denied from poor
I thought to be love
I run for it here and now

It makes me take my due

[Chorus] (x3)